We were gold fish swimming happily in waters of peace, when the bait of name, fame, and superficial friendship lured us. Some of us nibbled at the bait; others fled at its sight. But alas, some swallowed the hook of worldly allure and deceptive sense-pleasure, and were pulled out onto the shores of satiety. There they uttered with sadness, weakened by dry indifference, and expired finally, lacking the breath of Thy inner satisfaction.


69. May I Reap the Greatest Harvest in the Short Season of Earthly Life